Chunk Dirty - Cold Three lyrics

[Verse 1: Dr. Disrespect] [Verse 2: Crackle] [Verse 3: Chunk Dirty] The grim thug don't mess around Once I start the rap I'm victory bound After I'm done your eyes are gonna be spinning round No one can copy my sound The can't rap you just sing You wanna battle with the king? Eh oh! Bada boom Bada bing! You're singing along to micheal Jackson You're rhymes aren't even a fraction Compared to my plan of action I start a chain reaction You hide away and cry to your mama Come and fight don't delay don't bring drama My raps are the gamma rays from Futurama That shows probably blocked on your channel Your girlfriend knows more about humps then a camel Your fat cause your a cannibal My words are coming at you like a rabid animal Every morning you put on your moms make up Cut yourself with your dads razor and poor the blood in a cup Youre mentally insane Your leg hair lookin like a lions mane You look like a vampire you're so pale Your skin is as slimy as a snail You can't battle you're too frail Dont runwait! Wait, come back. You can't bail Watching you trying to fight back will be funnier then Monty Python and the holy grail